Sophic Light

The day of love, a feyic climb, a tender ache, the grey of
Time. And torn aspark, a lotic flame, the grief of love, an
Infant’s pain. My ardent heart, a psychic flare, a precious
Wound, a sagic tare. And soul to blood, a spirit flung, a
Vision vague, a violet sun. And fantast kiln, the wings of
Plight, a furnace climb, a sophic light. My fulgent vine,
The shrine of love, the fruits of birth, a cryptic flood. And
Wisdom tear, a sacred life, a dellic wave, an omic flight.

The day of love, a feyic climb, a tender ache, the grey of
Time. And future pang, a core design, a shredded heart, a
Sullen pride. For life to flame, a bless-ed curse, a photic
Love, a daily birth. And thoughts of greed, afflict the soul,
A thirst for more, the sore of prose. And fantast kiln, the
Wings of plight, a furnace climb, a sophic light.